Ashley: Oh, Mom. Come on. Can you convince Dad it's all right for me to move to New York?
Philip: Tell her she is too young to move anywhere.
Vivian: I moved out of the horse when I was 17.
Will: Horse?
Vivian: House. Um... I gotta go do this thing with... Uh... Bye.
Ashley: No, no. Wait. Mom, I gotta talk to you. [both exit]
Philip: Hmm. She's acting oddly.
Will: Yeah. [horse neighs] Want me to get you some Pepto-Bismol, Uncle Phil?